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Seasons
„Seasons“ ist eine lyrische Reise durch die Lebensphasen, von der Unschuld der Jugend über das Gewicht der Verantwortung bis zu Rückblick und Annahme. Die Worte ziehen durch Momente, die wir oft für selbstverständlich halten: aufwachsen, ein Leben aufbauen, loslassen und erkennen, dass wir die Zeit nie in der Hand hatten. Ohne zu dramatisieren oder zu urteilen zeigt der Song sanft eine Wahrheit, der wir alle begegnen: Das Leben bestimmt sich nicht durch das, was wir erreichen, sondern durch das, was wir tragen, weitergeben und anzunehmen lernen. Im Kern geht es bei „Seasons“ darum, die Zeit zu verstehen und in ihr Frieden zu finden.
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Songtext
We had forever in our hands
Running barefoot through the sand
Summer days that wouldn’t end
Every road around the bend
First mistakes, first broken rules
Late night talks outside of school
Engines roaring, hearts on fire
Living fast, but time was higher
Back then it moved so slow
We didn’t even know
Seasons… slipping through our hands
We were young, we didn’t understand
Spring to summer, gone too fast
Chasing moments we couldn’t make last
Seasons… turning into gold
Every story that we hold
One life, written in the wind
And we never get it back again
Never get it back again
Every story that we hold
Every story that we hold
And we never get it back again
Oh ho ho ho ho
Early mornings, late night shifts
Learning what survival is
Empty pockets, heavy mind
Chasing something undefined
First real job, the weight is real
Signing dreams you cannot feel
Responsibility arrives
Quietly it changes lives
And suddenly it’s fast
Like everything we passed
Oh ho ho ho
Seasons… slipping through our hands
We were young, we didn’t understand
Spring to summer, gone too fast
Chasing moments we couldn’t make last
Seasons… turning into gold
Every story that we hold
One life, written in the wind
And we never get it back again
Little voices
Growing fast
Trying hard to make it last
Lessons that we pass along
Hoping they’ll be strong
Step by step we let it go
More than we will ever show
One day you just realize
You’re the one they see as wise
But wisdom comes with cost
In all the things we lost
Oh ho ho
Seasons… slipping through our hands
slipping through our hands
We were young, we didn’t understand
we didn’t understand
Spring to summer, gone too fast
Gone too fast
Chasing moments we couldn’t make last
Seasons… turning into gold
Every story that we hold
One life, written in the wind
We were never in command
We had forever in our hands
Now we finally understand
One life, written in the wind
We were never in command
We had forever in our hands
- ISRC
- QZTAY2691842
- Erschienen
- 30. März 2026
- Genre
- Rock-Pop-Soul
- Text und Musik
- Andreas Zanni
- Label
- JUMBO BLOCK MUSIC